"...drives into a tree!"

"Fucking bitch" Mark cursed. "I hope she drives into a tree!"

He continued walking, no sign of Mandy or anyone else for that matter. "Where the fuck are you bitch? I swear to God if you don't hurry up and drive back to get me, I ..."

Mark stopped, as he realized that if she was going back home, she would have driven in the other direction. Thus, he was walking further away from her. He face palmed and groaned.

"God fucking dammit! I am so fucking stupid! Maybe she's right about me."

He took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down. He would try calling Mandy again and see if he could guide her to him.

"Come on Mandy, pick up."

Again, no answer. He sighed and thought about what he was going to do. Perhaps he was doing the right thing after all, walking down the road. If she didn't return, he would have **** but to walk all the way to the camp.

It was then that a truck came into view, going in the same direction. As it drove past him, Mark jokingly uttered "hey come back and give me a ride!"

To his shock, the truck stopped and reversed, stopping next to him. "Hey pal, you need a ride?"

Mark looked at the driver. He was a big burly man with a shaved head and tattoos all over his body. He looked intimidating, but maybe he was really a nice guy.